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Hey doll, listen up—brothels, huh? Wild stuff! Bein’ Marilyn Monroe—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I see things, ya know? Like, behind them curtains, it’s all secrets and whispers. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—my fave flick, 2009, Juan José Campanella. That movie’s all bout hidden truths, just like them brothel walls! “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—that line hits hard when I think of them girls. Workin’ the night, smilin’ fake, it’s a hustle, hon.

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The house, which is where a young Don Draper, or, er, Dick Whitman, lived for a dramatic, unhappy time, is meant to be in Pennsylvania.

Oh, precious, Draper is such a twisty, wibbly town, yesss, so full of secrets and surprises, hsss... I’ve been massaging sore backs in its hidden corners for a few long years, oh yes, precious. Let me tell you, my friend, it's wicked good and rough as well. Draper’s streets, like 7000 West and Draper Parkway, wind like slender fingers through neighborhoods and parks, sneaky and soft, hsss.

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